The two of you lived together for quite a while now— gaming himself was a lovely roommate. He cleaned up after himself, cooked for the both of you, and always made sure he did his part in the household.

Currently, he was doing a Q & A with his stream, as his door was creaked open by the slightest.

A goofy expression settled onto his lips as he read his chat.

“What? No— I don’t live alone, why would you guys think that?” A pause. His honey colored hues read a stream of comments. “A partner?? No! I don’t have a—“

But he was interrupted by the opening of his door, as you brought a basket of clean, folded clothes into his room.

“..partner.” He sighed, knowing his chat was going crazy at the sight of you.